Bright Eyes – Land Locked Blues (Ukulele Live)

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If you walk away, I'll walk away

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First tell me which road you will take

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I don't want to risk our paths crossing some day

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So you walk that way, I'll walk this way

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And the future it hangs over our heads

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And it moves with each current event

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Till it falls all around like a cold steady rain

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Just stay in when it's looking this way

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And the moon's she's laying low in the sky

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It's forcing everything metal to shine

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And the sidewalk holds diamonds like the jewelry store case

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They argue walk this way, no, walk this way

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And Laura's she's asleep in my bed

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As I'm leaving she wakes up and says

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"I dreamed you were carried (away) on the crest of a wave

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Baby don't go away, please, come here"

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And there's kids playing guns in our street

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One keeps pointing his tree branch at me

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So I put my hands up I say "enough is enough,

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Man, If you walk away, I'll walk away"

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I found a liquid cure

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For my landlocked blues

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It will pass away in a slow parade

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It's leaving I just dont know how soon

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And the world's got me dizzy again

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You think after growin' so old I'd be used to the spin

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But it only feels worse when I'm stuck in one place

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So I just keep pacin' around or driving away

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And I've been drinking the ink from my pen

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And I've been balancing history books up on my head

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But they all boil down to one quotable phrase

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If you love something, give it away

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A good woman will pick you apart

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A box full of suggestions for your possible heart

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And you may be offended, I know I was afraid

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But don't walk away, don't walk away

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We made love on the living room floor

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With the noise in the background from a televised war

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In that deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say

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"If we walk away, I'll bet they'll walk away"

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But you see greed is a bottomless pit

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And our freedom's a joke now, We're just taking a piss

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And the whole world must watch the sad comic display

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If you're still free start running away

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I've get so tired of holding this pose

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I feel more like a stranger every time I get home

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So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame

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Saying "Show me the money, show me the money"

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You'll be free honey once you have died

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From the shackles of language and measurable time

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And then we can trade places, play musical graves

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Till then walk away, walk away, walk away

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So I'm up at dawn

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Putting on my shoes

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I just got to make a clean escape

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I'm leaving but I don't know where to

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I know I'm leaving but I don't know where to